Bai Weiwei frowned and thought: "Can you leave if you can get 100 favorability points full?"
System: "… No way."
That would require too much force, and its handsome face would shrink.
Bai Weiwei: "Have a lifetime?"
System: "Didn't you like it all your life before?"
In the past, they only had a month of attacking, but in three months, Bai Weiweiba could not attack for a lifetime.
Bai Weiwei turned over silently, mourning the innocent and beautiful self before.
How did she know the time of the raid in her whole life, and she couldn't leave early.
Thinking about it this way, a month of strategy time is actually quite good.
At least you don't have to live your whole life with perverts.
She was heartbroken looking at Yu Heihei now.
He is a beast, not a person, and shameless.
The system also felt that it had made a big mistake this time, so it took so much effort to remedy it.
It said in a gentle tone, "Maybe Yu Moqian's life is short-lived, you will be relieved when he dies."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
The system suddenly looked out vigilantly, and then said, "The male protagonist is here."
Bai Weiwei immediately rubbed her red eyes, and pulled the quilt to hide herself.
The most important thing now is not the degree of favorability, but to let Yu Moqian not continue to be neurotic.
Because the more nervous he is, the harder it is for her to get out of this place.
This... a place full of ghosts.
The door opened, and Yu Moqian walked in in a Tang suit.
In the empty room, there are yellow talismans everywhere.
He looked at Bai Weiwei, who was curled up in a ball, with the cat under the quilt. He paused before returning to his normal speed.
The room was quiet, no one could come in and no one could go out.
Charms are requiems.
Because last night he strongly bound a soul contract with her, when she resisted, her soul was very unstable.
He was afraid that her soul would be unstable in the future.
May be bad for your health.
Only then did she detain her here, and use yellow talisman paper to soothe her mind.
But to her, it was another reason for his morbidity.
Forced and imprisoned.
Yu Moqian sat quietly beside the bed, reaching out and gently touching her hair outside the quilt.
"Don't touch me," she said coldly.
Yu Moqian's movements stopped, but he didn't listen to her, but ripped open her quilt.
Bai Weiwei refused to lift her head, and held onto the quilt tightly to prevent him from pulling it.
But her strength was not as strong as his, and soon her breathing became a mess, and the quilt covering her face was torn apart.
The girl was so angry that her fair and delicate skin was flushed with blood. She bit her lip, and the slender and bright red lip line was biting out traces, which was indescribably pitiful and attractive.
Bai Weiwei turned around and turned her back to him.
"Go away, lunatic."
When she was in a hurry last night, she scolded everything.
He didn't respond either, just more forcefully and rudely dragging her into a deeper hell to be ravaged.
Yu Moqian sat silently beside the bed, and what he saw was her mottled back, her soft and weak back was covered with bruises and red marks.
He found her attitude harsh and heart-piercing.
The anxiety and anxiety in her heart did not calm down as she could not escape.
Instead, a deeper sense of greed and hunger made him panic.
He suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, his movements were still rude, and the blush that stretched out of his pupils could not go away.
Yu Moqian could even feel that the malice in his body had grown to the point where it couldn't be eliminated.
His fingers lightly touched the marks on the soft back.
Little by little, ambiguous and lingering strength.
Her body froze, and she finally turned back, her eyes trembling.
"Yu Moqian, how long do you want to keep me locked up?"